Of late, I am becoming more choosy
specially towards food.
Like to have garam and salt a pinch more
than the usual.
Lunch, inclusive of rice, broth and veggies,
force me to turn away absolutely.
I nibble and compensate with plain
curd. The reluctance is so demanding
that I crave for snacks in the evenings.
I settle for fries, steamed rice puddings
engaging the maid to do another round.
She does with a smile. Is she pretending?
my mind prods.
Not once I have heard her mumble
Might be because she displays inadequacy
in cooking Oh! yes! this could be the cause
of my dislike for elaborate afternoon meals.
I appease my palate and mind at the same time,